I was typing a letter when I checked the weather on my phone and saw that a storm was heading our way. Rather than wait to do my four miles later when hopefully the sun came out I scurried out with the grey clouds deepening all around me. I kept one eye on the sky, one eye on all the glorious daffodils, magnolia, jonquils, cherry blossoms, one hand on my hat and both ears on my book! It was a race against the drops..... and the first burst of rain pelted upon me just as I turned my key! A teeny, tiny victory over the elements!
I felt like I grabbed those 4,000 steps right out from under the storm! Will Spring ever just come and abide peacefully?
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